Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Uruguay and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Electric Light Orchestra to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wolf Eyes,
La Düsseldorf,
Donny Hathaway,
Japan,
Silicon Teens,
Kurtis Blow,
Suicide,
Shuggie Otis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arthur Verocai,
Zapp,
Cluster,
June Days,
Archie Shepp,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rod Modell,
Kaleidoscope,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Dolphy,
The Slits,
Roger Hodgson,
Joyce Sims,
Accadde A,
The Smoke,
Dead Boys,
Henry Cow,
The Angels of Light,
Ohio Players,
The Seeds,
The Moleskins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ralphi Rosario,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Normal,
Glenn Branca,
Danielle Patucci,
The Move,
The Stooges,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Count Five,
Intrusion,
Skaos,
Fad Gadget,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Janne Schatter,
Crooked Eye,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Pantaleimon,
Chrome,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.